Chapter 990: A Tough Situation (1/2)

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The dozens of gruesome eyes that had formed from the fusion of the Demon’s Blood Essence and the broken pieces of the Demonic Cloud Shield all exploded at the same time.

As soon as that happened, the purple scales that had grown out under the eighth grade Demon’s arms also shattered.

The Demon let out pained shrieks as his enormous body shrank considerably. It went from ten meters tall to only seven meters tall.

RUMBLE!

Another beam of starlight shout out of the Star Boat’s pointy prow, slamming into the Demon’s abdomen.

His penetrating wound, which hadn’t fully healed, was penetrated once again, with mangled intestines flying out of it.

Delight appeared on Wu Yun’s face as she flew over, enveloping the eighth grade Demon in her metal domain.

After that, her golden spear whizzed out and pierced into the same place in the Demon’s abdomen that the beam of starlight had gone through.

The Demon’s body shrunk even further.

In ten breaths of time, the eighth grade Demon couldn’t even maintain his demonized form, and had to recover his original form. As the oddly-shaped thorns shrank into his spine, he shrank to his original size.

That was when Nie Tian realized that this Demon, who had been slightly weaker than Wu Yun to begin with, wasn’t going to escape from her hands now that he had sustained a series of severe injuries.

As miserable shrieks came from with Wu Yun’s domain that was filled with golden light, the eighth grade Demon’s blood poured out of the sky like purple rain.

Without paying any more attention to the Demon, Nie Tian paved the Star Boat with fresh Star Stones and flew away from that corner of the battlefield.

“Eighth grade Demons master a variety of bloodline magics and talents. They can also mix them with their soul power and cast strangely powerful incantations like the Demonic Soul Curse. They’re indeed hard to deal with...” Nie Tian muttered to himself as he flew around on the Star Boat, remaining on high alert.

He was finally convinced that what Jing Feiyang and the others had said was absolutely correct.

More intelligent races like Demons, Phantasms, and Fiends were indeed a whole other story from the Lizardmen he had dealt with in that domain he had gone to explore. Other than the Lizardman patriarch in the form of an old man, none of other Lizardmen had even awakened any bloodline talents or magics.

They had relied on nothing but their tough bodies to fight their enemies.

He assumed that an eighth grade Demon might be able to kill three to five eighth grade Lizardmen without breaking a sweat.

“It seems that I have to summon the Star Behemoth bone, and drain my flesh power to cast it. Otherwise, I won’t pose a threat to any eighth grade outsider here. I’ve got to be extra careful from now on, and try not to be trapped by these outsiders.”

With these thoughts, he quietly flew towards the area where the dragon, ice phoenix, and Demon grand patriarch were fighting.

Streaks of blackish-violet flames that were mixed with the sulphuric aura of blazing lava shot out of their battlefield from time to time.

They fused into the desert upon contact, like water fusing into the sea.

Then, scorching flame power gradually emerged from under the sand.

It was as if there was an enormous furnace buried underneath the desert, and the ninth grade Demon’s bloodline power within the purple flames had somehow triggered flame power from another source that had been hidden underneath the desert.

“A number of dead flame dragons used to be buried here, waiting to have their hearts reignited and be brought back to life someday! The dragons must have had their reasons for choosing here of all places. This vast desert must be helpful for the dead flame dragons to come back to life...”

After coming to such a realization, Nie Tian examined the desert with rapt attention.

Due to the fusion of the demonic flames, the earthy-yellow sand had already turned blackish-violet.

The battle between the ninth grade Demon and the dragon was now at a crucial point. Therefore, the two of them no longer had the time to exchange words in deafening voices. Now, their battlefield was filled with their clashing flesh auras, and the sounds of their enormous bodies slamming into each other.

HOWL!

All of a sudden, another heaven-shaking, earth-shattering howl echoed out from within the rolling Demon qi.

Nie Tian’s expression flickered drastically.

That was because he could tell that that howl didn’t come from the ninth grade Demon grand patriarch!

It wasn’t a dragon howl or a phoenix cry either. Apparently, a second powerful outsider had arrived!

“Damn!” Nie Tian exclaimed with a grim face, realizing that Jing Feiyang and the other two Saint domain experts must have failed to destroy the spatial tunnel.

The arrival of this new outsider expert meant that the spatial tunnel was still operating, and more powerful outsiders might be on their way.

This desert was far too distant from the black sea. There was no way he could return to the Realm of Split Void and then the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace to summon reinforcements within a short time.

He grew anxious. “What should I do?”

In the depths of the torrential Devil qi, the Demon grand patriarch was now dozens of meters tall, with large horns on his forehead, and ice-cold piercing light in his eyes.

At this moment, his bloodline light was flying out of him like thick, purple chains.